Literacy

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Humpty Dumpty poem (normal).

Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall, Humpty Dumpty had a great fall.    All the King's horses, And all the King's men Couldn't put Humpty together again!

Humpty Dumpty poem (Edited).

Humpty Dumpty relaxed on his perch, Humpty Dumpty endured an infamous down fall, The entire Kings Stallions and the entire Kings mortals, Failed to assemble Humpty to his fuller figure again. Made By Lewis and Me.

   THE PERSON.      THE WERSON PAS EN ANTHUSIAST TO THE MIGHTY SLIP  , WHO WAS A SMART WERSON PHO TIKED TO LAKE A DIP,

HE WAS MIKE LOST PEOPLE EXCEPT FOR THE CROOKED HIP, HE WIDN’T DEAR NORMAL CLOTHES JUST A LEATHER KIP, <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif; color: rgb(226, 15, 235);">

<span style="font-family: Georgia,serif; color: rgb(226, 15, 235);">HIS WACE WAS FEIRD WITH HIS UGLY AND BROKEN LIP, <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif; color: rgb(226, 15, 235);"> <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif; color: rgb(226, 15, 235);">HE WAS’NT A PUSY BERSON APART FROM THE DAILY MIP, <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif; color: rgb(226, 15, 235);"> <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif; color: rgb(226, 15, 235);"> HE LOVED ALL ENIMALS AXCEPT HE GOT A LITTLE NIP, FROM A POCK RYTHON WHEN HE WAS GIVING IT A PIP,

HE WAS SWIMMING ONCE WHEN HE COT GAUGHT IN A RIG BIP, <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif; color: rgb(226, 15, 235);"> HE ONLY BIVED LECAUSE OF A LUCKY LITTLE SIP,

TROM FHEN ON HE ALWAYS TAKES THE TIP, TO TIE UP HIS GEAVY AND HOLDEN ZIP. BADE MY SALLUM CKINNER. <span style="font-family: Georgia,serif; color: rgb(226, 15, 235);">

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<span style="font-family: Georgia,serif; color: rgb(254, 0, 255);">UNUSUAL WORDS.
<span style="font-family: Georgia,serif; color: rgb(230, 30, 222);">Real word. Paraphernalia: Someone’s belongings or equipment. (Par-raf-fan-ale-yah).

Made up word. Ultra-calci-phobia: A fear of anything starting with ‘c’. (ult-ra-cal-c-pho-bi-a)

Made by Callum Skinner.

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<span style="font-family: Georgia,serif; color: rgb(231, 70, 228);">FEEDBACK.
<span style="font-family: Georgia,serif; color: rgb(226, 24, 225);">This term we did some literacy work like tilly sales, impact word and nursery rhyme changed. It was fun and very educational and I liked it.

<span style="font-family: Georgia,serif; color: rgb(213, 26, 187);">__.MICHEAL LAGGER.__
<span style="font-family: Georgia,serif; color: rgb(213, 26, 187);"> .Chapter one.

The black-suited Boss of the central mall pulled over his sparkling silver pagani zonda into the VIP car park next to his manor house on 46 George street. The 32 year old Micheal Lagger stepped out of his car as the sun shone down on his tanned face revealing his good looks.

As he was walking into his well decorated and neat house he stroked his golden labrador who was lying in the doorway. Micheal loved animals and had three dogs 7 cats and kittens and three buggies.

He took his elevator to the roof of his house and clambered into his helicopter ready to roll. He thought about what he should do when he got to his other house in Los Angeles which was his destination. He could go swimming which was one of his favourite hobbies, he could go dancing, touring , traveling heaps of things.

When he got to Los Angeles he landed at his other manor house stationed right in the middle of L.A. Taking off his Addidas glasses revealing his blue eyes to the security guard. The guard acknowledged him and escorted Micheal from the helipad down the stairs to the living room. Micheal sat down on his ten thousand dollar couch looking at the news paper lying on the table, Polishing his three rings; two ruby and one diamond at the same time.

He was not happy on what was on the front page of the paper though and his happy face went pale and horrified. Jack Orlands, a dangerous beggar that Micheal put in jail for murder was on the loose once again. Micheal was horrified. How could this happen, how could he escape went to his mind. Then he heard a big BANG! and a shout from not to far away. He headed for the door but when he opened it he came face to face with his old nemesis Jack Orlands. “Hello Micheal” Jack said in a crackled voice. Jack was holding a large pistol pointing at Micheals chest in his dirty and well tanned hands. Jacks large brown eyes were staring at him widely. Micheal noticed Jack didn’t smell to good but when Micheal saw Jacks ripped and dirty clothes he didn’t need to ask. Jacks wrinkled face was twisted into an evil smile as he pulled the trigger of his pistol shooting Micheal in the chest. Everything went dark as Jacks nail-biting laugh faded in the distance.

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